Today's Opinions

I left a local store this morning very frustrated. I spend between $100 and $200 a week at the local establishment. In today's economy, we have to cut costs where we can and the prices at that particular establishment can't be beat.

Many of us can remember listening to Everette Lee, one of the founders of Campbellsville's Fourth of July Celebration, remark on Main Street during opening ceremonies: "They're one of ours," when introducing someone being honored.

That phrase could not be any more evident than when John "J.B." Holmes plays for the United States during the 37th Ryder Cup this week at Valhalla.

It was a strange funeral. Just me, my husband Bud and a one-legged chicken.

I was blubbering like a baby; Bud was punching at the rock-hard ground with a pair of post hole diggers and the chicken, wrapped in a soft towel and sprayed with ammonia to keep the neighbor's dog away, was going in the hole.

My sweet little Crippie chicken died. She was the daughter of Russell Crow - who also survived various maladies before being mauled by a passing opossum - layer of many large brown eggs and a good companion.

It is that time again. Oh, I know, it still feels like summer, but before you know it we will be doing our Christmas shopping.

It is also time to start Operation Christmas Child and shop for children around the world again. These gifts may be smaller, but they're precious to the children who receive them and you will be blessed in return.

This letter is for some pet owners ... Since when do you think it is all right to take baby kittens and other helpless animals and dump them on the city street or on a back road where no one can see you?

You know they cannot find food, so you expect them to starve to death. Your neighbors do not want them foraging in their garbage looking for food and water. I have - and take care of - five beautiful animals that someone in town just discarded like a worn-out shoe. Shame on you.